Chapter 1903: 少年与巨汉

So many sound waves struck the void, bursting open like raging waves. The previously distorted sky instantly emitted an earth-shattering roar.

The demonic mark immediately developed several long white streaks out of thin air. Then, as the sound waves continued to surge, another crisp sound, like breaking glass, was heard.

These white streaks instantly transformed into countless white threads, rapidly spreading in all directions. Following this, the entire sky completely shattered.

Dark demonic energy, like a tide unleashed from a broken dam, surged down from the sky. It instantly formed a vast sea of black demonic energy, rapidly spreading in all directions at an incredible speed.

Dense swarms of giant demonic bats rushed down amidst the energy, all emitting high-pitched screeches.

Blood-red light shimmered erratically across their bodies. From a distance, it looked as if countless clusters of bloody flames had appeared within the demonic sea, also shooting out in all directions.

Even more astonishingly, from deep within the demonic mark, which had transformed into a massive black hole, even more terrifying roars faintly emanated. It seemed as if even more demonic beasts were about to swarm into the Spirit Realm.

"This is bad! The demon race has confirmed their invasion of the Spirit Realm. Our mission is complete; begin teleporting back immediately!" The golden-armored man in the distance finally snapped out of his shock from the shattering demonic mark and frantically spoke to the old man.

His voice was unconsciously lowered to an extreme.

"Teleport immediately, return at once!" Although the short old man was equally horrified, he gave the command without hesitation. Then, he immediately began forming hand seals, sending a series of spell techniques into a small magic formation beneath his feet.

The black-armored guards behind him also hastily moved to the old man's side, their figures swaying, and began casting spells to assist.

Immediately, a low hum emanated from beneath the golden flying boat. Simultaneously, hundreds of runes appeared below, spinning rapidly to form a milky white light array.

The other flying boat had, naturally, activated even earlier.

The entire flying boat, amidst the flashing light array, even began emitting dazzling golden light, looking as if it could teleport away at any moment.

Seeing this, the golden-armored man standing on the golden boat let out a long breath, and the tension on his face finally eased.

But just then, a high-pitched voice suddenly came from above the dense forest where they were hidden:

"It seems my luck is good. Right after entering the Spirit Realm, I've already discovered two Void Refinement stage cultivators. Perfect for this Venerable One to stretch my limbs!"

Upon hearing this voice, both the man and the old man were startled. They simultaneously looked towards where the voice came from and saw, high in the sky, only about thirty feet from the two golden boats, an oddly ugly, short, dark-skinned youth with a pair of bat wings on his back, who had appeared at some unknown time.

This youth's face was grim, and his eyes were emerald green. The pair of bat wings on his back were actually one-third larger than his body. He looked seven or eight parts similar to the blood-colored demonic bats, but the aura he emitted was hundreds, if not thousands, of times more powerful.

"Oh no, it's a high-level demon!"

The man and the old man, both Heavenly Guards, instantly recognized the identity of the oddly ugly youth. Both turned pale with shock.

The two had been focused on the astonishing changes at the demonic mark, yet they hadn't noticed when the opponent had stealthily moved above them, not even a trace.

However, since they were both cultivators at the Void Refinement stage, almost at the same instant they were startled, they attacked without hesitation.

One of them suddenly slapped his forehead, and instantly over a dozen small silver swords shot out, transforming into over a dozen silver rainbows that slashed wildly after a single tremor.

The other raised a hand, and a five-colored ring flew out with a roar. With a flash, it transformed into countless five-colored ring shadows, simultaneously shielding both golden boats.

As the two attacked, one offensively and one defensively, their coordination was perfect. Clearly, this was not the first time they had fought together.

For them, defeating the high-level demon before them was not even a consideration; they only needed to momentarily obstruct the opponent's attack.

However, the bat-winged youth high in the sky grinned sinisterly, revealing a mouth full of tiny, sharp teeth. Facing the dozens of astonishingly luminous silver rainbows, he simply opened his mouth without dodging or evading.

A golden sound wave erupted, and as it spread, it enveloped all the dozens of sword lights.

An astonishing scene unfolded!

With a mournful cry, the dozens of sword lights retracted their silver glow and astonishingly reverted to their original small sword forms. Then, amidst the rolling sound waves, they fell askew from the sky.

Seeing this, the golden-armored man's face instantly turned pale, devoid of color.

He had suddenly lost connection with these dozens of natal magic treasures, which he had painstakingly cultivated for thousands of years. But before he could cast another spell to regain control of his flying swords, the oddly ugly youth above him suddenly flapped his bat wings.

The sound of wind and thunder erupted!

After his figure blurred slightly, the youth strangely vanished from his spot. But in the next moment, with a flash, he reappeared directly above the two golden boats, mere inches away, and without hesitation, he threw two punches at the sky full of ring shadows.

With two "boom" sounds, two fists, merely shimmering with faint blood-red light, astonishingly shattered the dense ring shadows with a single strike.

The youth flapped his bat wings again and instantly appeared behind the man. His hand blurred slightly, then strangely pierced through the man's back.

The golden battle armor, which should have been exceptionally tough, was utterly unable to resist even slightly.

"Ah!"

The other black-armored guards on the same golden boat witnessed this scene and were naturally terrified to the core. Disregarding everything else, they activated their escape light simultaneously, scattering to flee from the boat.

But the oddly ugly youth, without turning his head, merely waved one of his bat wings backward, and a black light blade, hundreds of feet long, swept out.

Its speed was so great that it vanished in a flash!

With a scream, the black-armored guards instantly disintegrated into scattered showers of blood. Even their Nascent Souls within their bodies seemed to have been instantly annihilated by the strike.

Then the youth's figure flickered again, and he transformed into a ball of blood-red light, enveloping the cultivators on the other golden boat.

Before he even fully descended, a stench of blood assailed their noses.

The short old man had no time to react further; his face instantly turned ashen.

Whether by coincidence or not, the teleportation array below suddenly flashed with white light, and the entire golden boat was instantly teleported away at that very moment.

The blood-red light formed by the oddly ugly youth lunged into empty space. But as the light retracted, he returned to his human form.

He gazed at the remaining teleportation light array in the open air, a trace of annoyance appearing on his face. He twitched a bat wing, and instantly a strong gust of wind swept away the remnants of the light array.

"Hahaha, Batflame, you couldn't even keep two Void Refinement human cultivators! And here I was, holding back, hoping to watch a good show!" Suddenly, a rough, loud laugh emanated from behind a nearby giant tree, full of mockery.

"Mongman, it's you! When did you arrive? Shouldn't the Thunder Bovine tribe be in the second wave to enter the Spirit Realm? Hmph, if those human magic artifacts hadn't been able to teleport away, how could they have escaped this Venerable One's grasp?" The oddly ugly youth raged upon hearing this, his gaze sweeping sharply towards the giant tree.

The seemingly ordinary giant tree suddenly twisted slightly and strangely transformed into a giant man, fifty to sixty feet tall, with entirely green skin.

This giant man had a pair of black curved horns on his head, and his face was covered in yellow fur. His massive body was clad in black leather armor, and a pair of golden short axes were conspicuously strapped to his back. He was looking at the youth with mocking eyes.

However, seeing the youth glaring fiercely at him, he grinned menacingly and calmly replied:

"Our Thunder Bovine tribe recently received a decree from the Sacred Ancestor, designating us, along with your Demonic Bat tribe, as the first groups to enter the Spirit Realm. Now, my tribesmen have already broken through and entered."

After saying this, the bovine-headed demon nonchalantly pointed a hand towards the distant sky.

"Such a thing exists!" The bat-winged youth was startled and quickly turned to sweep his gaze in that direction.

He saw that from the demonic energy pouring down from the shattered black gigantic hole, besides the massive bats enveloped in blood-red flames, there were also giant azure oxen, each ten zhang long.

Besides their astonishing size, these giant oxen also had strange silver patterns covering their bodies, giving off an extremely mysterious aura.

"Hmph, since it's the Sacred Ancestor's command, so be it. But this Venerable One will not act with you slow-moving brutes. With the speed of our Blood Bat tribe, we can clear out all nearby human cultivators for the Sacred Ancestor in just a few days, and a demon city can be built directly." The youth snorted, then said somewhat resentfully.

"Oh, Venerable Bat, your words are precisely what I was going to say. With the strength of your Blood Bat tribe, encountering low-level human cultivators will naturally lead to a complete sweep. However, if you encounter even slightly larger human strongholds, your Blood Bat tribe will be nothing but cannon fodder. How can you compare to our Thunder Bovine tribe?" The giant man said with a cold laugh.

"Is that so? If that's the case, in three days, let's see which tribe eliminates more human cultivators!" The youth said furiously.

"Very well, Mong agrees. The losing tribe must hand over 30% of all their future gains in the Spirit Realm to the other side." The bovine-headed giant said, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Seal it with a palm strike!" The oddly ugly youth's brows furrowed, and he spoke grimly. With a flap of his bat wings, he instantly appeared close to the giant man and extended a blood-glowing palm to strike.

The giant man grinned sinisterly. His large, fan-like hand, previously crossed, relaxed, and he likewise struck with a palm.

Three muffled thuds: "Bang," "Bang," "Bang!"

The instant the two palms, one large and one small, made contact, they erupted with strange blue and red lights. After their figures each swayed a few times, they sprang apart as if stung by a venomous snake.

"Where are the Five Bats!" The moment the youth's figure stabilized in the void, he roared with a murderous look on his face!

"Present, Great Commander!"

No sooner had his voice fallen than spatial ripples spread through the nearby void, and five giant bats, far larger than ordinary Blood Bats, appeared as if on a gust of wind.

When these giant bats spread their wings, they were astonishingly over a hundred feet long. Their immense size was truly terrifying.

"Go, capture a few human mortals first!" the youth commanded.